Chapter 235 City Hunter (Part )When the gunshots rang out, more than 20 red-clothed minions holding submachine guns immediately adjusted the muzzles of their guns and pulled the triggers at Cheng Long, Afang, Yazi, and Gaoda. Da da da…… Bullets poured down like a thunderstorm. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Prodigal Gundam turned around and ran, but no matter how fast he was, he was not faster than the flying bullets. After just one encounter, Mr. Gao was knocked to the ground by several bullets. There were bloody holes on his arms, abdomen, and right leg. He lost half his life on the spot. When the hostages squatting on the ground saw this scene, they were so scared that they all lay down on the ground, fearing that if they squatted too high, they would be shot in the head by the bullets rushing towards them. However, Afang and Yazi, who were standing among the hostages, seemed to be fine. They were in the midst of gunfire and bullets. The bullets fired from the submachine gun hit their bodies without even making a hole. This scene really shocked many people. After McDonald's death, Kim, the second-in-command who quickly took over the command, was dumbfounded on the spot. How in the world is it possible to have a suit with such explosive bulletproof effect? Can this thing really be produced? "boom!"
Just as he was thinking about it, a bullet came towards him, instantly pierced through Kim's forehead, and rushed into his skull, stirring everything up. Fortunately, Glock's overall performance is relatively average. Its bullet capacity is very high, but its damage is touching. It can only be shot in the head at close range, so the death is not that ugly. "Meizi, watch your back." Relying on his flexible movements, Cheng Long looked like a martial arts master who had learned the art of Lingbo Weibu. He kept dodging the hail of bullets and killing one gangster after another. Anyone who is targeted by his gun will be killed in the next second. He is like a god of death on the battlefield, whoever he catches will die. It is accompanied by a stream of warm currents. When anyone is killed, the spirit, energy and vitality that have not dissipated after death will be absorbed into the body by the Killing Technique, transformed into nutrients, and replenish his magic power. Unfortunately, the quantity is too small. "Bang bang..." After receiving the reminder, Yazi dove into the air and dodged the sudden attack from the gangsters behind her. At the same time, she fired several shots and calmly killed the two robbers in red at the seven o'clock position. Afang, who was touching a gun for the first time, gradually mastered the shooting skills after emptying a magazine, and even achieved good results in the melee. After all the twenty or so gangsters in the gambling hall were killed, this girl actually snatched three heads from Yazi. And they were all headshots, and his shooting skills were quite accurate. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Yazi would never have believed that a little girl who had never touched a gun before could become a shooting expert in an actual combat exercise. "Afang, I didn't expect you to have such a strong talent for shooting. I wonder if you are interested in applying to the police academy? After graduation, come work with me." Meizi said with a smile on her face. "Not interested, I just want to be a scientist." "Being a scientist is not as exciting as being a policeman. Weren't you very excited just now?" "I don't have any, don't talk nonsense."
Zhu Wanfang would never admit that she liked the feeling of killing. She was a good girl, how could she do such a thing? Even if she practiced the Shura Codex and might become a female Shura in the future, that was a matter of the future. She is still very pure now and has only kissed her cousin! "Mr. Cheng, when I saw you just now, I knew these gangsters were dead. I just didn't expect you to be so strong. You took care of them in no time. I admire you so much." Mr. Liu, a wealthy businessman, came to Cheng Long with excitement on his face and praised him from the bottom of his heart. In the past, he thought that Cheng Long was a very mysterious person. He would kill people to save them. If the people he killed were not bad guys, he would not dare to have any contact with him. Who would have thought that the magic doctor Mr. Cheng not only possessed the intelligence of bringing people back to life, but also had speed and reaction ability that ordinary people could not achieve. Coupled with his shooting ability of pointing and hitting wherever he went, he was simply a living god of death. "Mr. Cheng, this is my business card. If you come to Taiwan in the future, please contact me. I have some connections in Taiwan..." Another rich man took out his business card and handed it to Cheng Long with both hands. "Mr. Cheng, there is also my..." "Mr. Cheng~~" The thirty wealthy people who had just been called onto the stage vied with each other to curry favor. "Quiet, quiet, quiet..." Cheng Long had no intention of accepting the business card and trying to establish a relationship with the other party. He stopped everyone with an expressionless face and said solemnly: "McDonald has brought more people than just this group. If my prediction is correct, the cockpit has been hijacked by the gangsters. You must pick up the weapons on the ground..." "Mr. Cheng, you don't want us to participate in the suppression of bandits, do you?" A wealthy man with a bloated belly interrupted in horror. Although the others didn't say anything, one could see resistance from their expressions. They would rather be kidnapped again and pay money to buy safety than fight bandits with guns. The bandit who dared to hijack Fugui Pills is not someone you can easily mess with. "Of course not. I just want you to arm yourself and hide in the casino until rescue. I will take care of the gangsters outside." "Hu~~" A group of wealthy people breathed a sigh of relief. There is no problem in arming themselves. They all have bodyguards, and with the guns and ammunition provided by the robbers, it will be no problem for them to cope with the situation for a while. "Brother-in-law, what should we do with this guy?" Meiko was holding a submachine gun and walking with a brisk pace, and was about to leave when she suddenly noticed the half-dead Prodigal Gundam lying on the ground out of the corner of her eye. This guy is unlucky. He was shot in the hands, feet and abdomen. He fell in a pool of blood and wailed in pain, but no one dared to approach him. One is that the injuries were too severe, and many people thought that he was beyond saving. Second, there were no medical personnel among the hostages, and they didn’t know how to save them. Originally, if Gundam just squatted on the ground obediently, nothing would happen to him. He would just quietly enjoy the performance of Cheng Long and his group like everyone else. But who made this guy so nosy? But it was precisely because of this that Meizi changed her mind a little and felt a little sympathy for this gambler.
"Don't worry, this guy is very tough!" "I'll help him stop the bleeding first, and we'll deal with other things later..." Cheng Long walked up to Gundam and secretly released a trace of magic power to heal the gunshot wounds on Gundam's abdomen, hands and feet. Then he stood up, greeted Yazi and his cousin, and left without caring about anything. Ah Ping was very tactful and stayed in the hall, not daring to join in the fun. There were many people and guns here, so it was unsafe. Although she was wearing a bulletproof suit and had a gun in her arms, she didn't even have the courage to draw her gun and shoot the gangster. But this was normal. After all, Cheng Long had never even killed a chicken in the beginning... "..." Looking at the backs of the group of people leaving, the pale-faced wanderer Gundam had sad tears in the corners of his eyes. Well, it’s not all about being touched, it’s more about pain. Although the magic doctor Mr. Cheng healed his wound, he actually forgot to take out the bullet, and the bullet was still in his body! He dared not move now, because it hurt so much if he moved. His hands and feet were fine, but his abdomen was in cramps and it was so painful that Gundam was sweating profusely. On the other side, Meng Bo, who was avoiding being caught by the security guards, hid in the unattended power room. He was so hungry that his limbs were weak, and the chicken leg that Cheng Long gave him in the afternoon could not last long. Not to mention that Meng Bo had been hungry for two or three meals before. Even if he had a full meal in the morning, he only had a chicken leg in the afternoon, and he would be dizzy with hunger by eleven o'clock in the evening. In a trance, a little white mouse ran into his hands. Meng Bo was startled, then extremely excited: "Great, I have a midnight snack." At the same time, Qingzi, who discovered that there were terrorists on the ship, was taken down by the first mate. Qingzi, who noticed something was wrong, asked, "Mr. First Mate, where is the captain?" "The Captain is in the nightclub." "Then why did you bring me here?" Qingzi subconsciously took a step back. The first mate, who had been very kind before, suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes gleaming with ferocity: "Didn't you say there were many terrorists on the ship? Tell you, I am one too..." bang bang bang... As soon as the first mate introduced himself, a burst of gunfire was heard at the entrance of the power room. A bald gangster rushed in from outside the door. The first mate was startled and quickly drew his gun to block Qingzi in front of him, staring at the entrance with a nervous look on his face. "Afang, make it quick and decisive." As Cheng Long's voice rang out, the three-person team that had cleared out the gang all the way from the gambling hall soon caught the eyes of Qingzi, the first mate, and Meng Bo, who was hiding in the dark. "Cousin, there are hostages." Afang didn't dare to shoot.
Although she had perfected her marksmanship to the point where she could almost never miss a target while clearing out the remaining bandits, the psychological pressure was enormous when there were hostages. She had no confidence at all that she could keep the hostages safe while killing the criminals. "What are you afraid of? Just aim at the criminal's head and hook it with your index finger, and the hostage will be safe." "like this." Cheng Long demonstrated on the spot. He raised the muzzle of the gun like lightning, pointed it at the first mate's forehead, and lightly hooked it with his index finger. boom! One shot to the head. Clean and neat. "Ah~~" Kiyoko Imamura screamed in fear. "Let's go to the cockpit." Cheng Long patted Afang's shoulders, turned around, greeted Yazi, and left in a swift and decisive manner. The three of them came quickly and left quickly. "So handsome!" While screaming, Qingzi felt as if someone was plucked hatefully at her heartstrings. She has fallen asleep with this man! Even if Amaterasu comes, don’t try to stop her from sleeping with men! "Hey~~wait for me!" Qingzi, whose face was splashed with blood, instinctively chased after him. "Qingzi~~" Meng Bo followed closely behind. The criminal gang headed by McDonald, Kim and others had a total of less than 80 people, most of whom were concentrated in the guest room department, gambling hall and cockpit. Even if these people gathered together and concentrated their fire on Cheng Long, they would not be able to do anything to him, let alone if they were scattered in various places. Needless to say, the result is natural. The assault and anti-bandit team led by Cheng Long can kill any bandits they encounter in seconds no matter where they go. Many times, Cheng Long doesn't even need to take action, Yazi and Afang can solve the problem. Meng Bo, who is chasing Qingzi, is also a sharpshooter. He can shoot wherever he points as if it's a piece of cake. In a real comparison, Yazi is no match for him. This guy's marksmanship is comparable to Ah Zhui's. He is really good at it. "It's done, call it quits!" After calmly killing the last gangster who was holding hostages. Cheng Long put the gun into the storage compartment and turned to look at his beautiful sister-in-law. "Ya Zi, congratulations. With the merit of annihilating the international gangsters, you will be either a chief superintendent or a chief inspector when you return! Remember to lend your new uniform to your sister for two days."
"..." Yazi's pretty face couldn't help but turn red. This is not the first or second time that her cousin has stolen her police uniform. They are all adults, so there is no need to ask what her sister does with her clothes. My brother-in-law must have a crush on me, which is why he instigated my cousin to steal her clothes. But it’s okay for you to do this behind my back. I didn’t even change the door lock, so I condoned your behavior! Why are you asking? How embarrassing it is to say it out loud! (End of this chapter)